behind closed doors they get pulled so rigid (Chorus) All that money the money is the motive All that money the money is the motive All that money the
that we die. Until death do us part. Baby you my heart, they can take all the houses and the cars. But they'll never take my shooting star. (Kevin Rudolf) I love
? Hey) You know we be tearin' it up, breakin' stuff that ghetto love (Oh, oh, baby) How you gonna trip? (All my friends became your friends) How can you forget? (All my
that my heart don't lie If you leave me lonely 'cause you not just my love you my homie Who's gonna console me, my love? I'm outta control hold me, my love
how I never used to say a single word I just held in all the hurt, all this hurt And I was so afraid you might flip out And leave me in the cold Then my
crawled on my hands and knees For three full days Draggin' along my big leather suitcase And my garment bag And my tenor saxophone And my 12-pound bowlin' ball And my
of love That make a brother wanna shake yo game, game Yo, love is the kind of love That don't cause no stress, no pain, pain Yo, love is the kind of
' yo eyes on your prize at all times Keepin' it real for my all of my thugs in the projects The niggaz that ain't got shit Not havin' this nonsense my niggaz My
out here Taken control, see I'm screamin' out Mo' with my pockets on swoll Please Mr. Postman, quit bringin' these bills to my house Quit bringin' this stress to my
me and my own ghetto got a love affiar It's so real things we did my conscience outta here I don't care, I deserve everything I earn Hell yeah, I deserve some pain
ready out here taken control See I'm screamin' out Mo' With my pockets on swoll Please Mr. Postman, quit bringin' these bills to my house Quit bringin' this stress to my
click pow, hananana click clack on all yall/ i got my chrome protect my dome, plus my mask n my mic/ i got my own version called the ghetto passion of
carpet, pain and the hardships of a father identifyin' his child from a photo of the plan, with his brains blown out now. Lets rewind to where it all
gone But, all in all, you still stood tall and never shedded a tear I'm thankin' God you still here 'Cause, only Heaven knows all my heartaches and setbacks
why I got her on my Penthouse Sheets And oh, I can't believe it (Oh, I can't believe it) Ooh ooh, she all on me, on me (She all on me) Man, man, I
I?m not for all the playing. The hollow tips rain, when I unleash your pain. Get the message from the lines or get the message from the nine. Paint a
the games, I'm not for all the playin' The hollow tips rain when I unleash the pain Get the message from the lions or get the message from the nine Paint
